Becca let out a low whistle as she studied her friend.
“Damn. wewe look.....like wewe might just stop every moyo in the other room.”
The other giggled, a wide grin plastered on her face.
“Thanks. wewe look wonderful.”
Becca made a face.
“I hate dresses. And this style seems too much like what I would wear addressing Queen Kendra. But the color I love.”
Devin smiled.
“I upendo your hair too.”
Becca made another face.
“I want it up. I miss my pigtails.”
“But wewe look so beautiful.”
“So you've said.”
“And so will Tyler.”
Becca stuck her tongue out, but Devin saw the light blush on Becca's cheeks. She was obviously pleased kwa the comment.
“Let me fix your dress.”
Devin stood still while Becca played around with the white dress she wore. The dress was simple, the single skirt, upindo folding in layers. Her hair was down and long. A white maua, ua was behind one ear.
“There. Now it's not funky looking. Not that Fang would mind au even see.”
Devin smiled at Becca's reflection in the mirror. There was a knock on the door and Dick entered the room. Becca walked out at Devin's nod; brother and sister needed a chat.
“Wow. Dev. wewe look amazing.”
Devin beamed at him and he slipped his shades on.
“Too bright!”
Devin laughed and Dick smiled, coming over to hug her.
“How wewe feeling?”
“Ecstatic! Happy! Overjoyed!”
“Good! How's Becca?”
“Ready to go and impress Tyler!”
“Good for her.”
“Why do wewe ask? wewe never talk about her?”
“I had the feeling I had to. So...you're ready?”
“As ever!”
“Okay. I'll let them know.”
“No need,” Becca interrupted. “They're ready.”
Devin nodded, excited. Becca gave her a smile before moving to her place. Dick held out his arm and Devin took it.
“Ready?”
“Have been since the first kiss.”
She stared into his eyes as he repeated the words. Despite how often they were used, Fang alisema them with a passion that made Devin smile zaidi than anything else ever had. She repeated the same words. They looked deeply into each others eyes, half listening to what was being alisema and half dreaming of the future. It didn't seem long before Fang slipped the ring on her finger, looking into her eyes and saying every word like a passionate promise. When she slid the ring onto his finger, she alisema the same words, speaking with upendo and her moyo in her eyes.
And then, quick as that, it was over. Fang leaned over, placing a passionate kiss to her lips. She kissed him back and the feeling almost wiped out the sounds of cheering. Becca and Dawson smiled at each other. Becca mouthed “finally” and Dawson nodded his head several times. Then Becca and Dawson went to stand at the microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen!” Becca started.
“We are happy to-finally-present to you...”
They smiled and alisema the last phrase in unison.
“Mr. and Mrs. Brendan 'Fang' Adams!”
BTW: For those who DON'T know, Dawson is Ryu the ninja boy!
“Damn. wewe look.....like wewe might just stop every moyo in the other room.”
The other giggled, a wide grin plastered on her face.
“Thanks. wewe look wonderful.”
Becca made a face.
“I hate dresses. And this style seems too much like what I would wear addressing Queen Kendra. But the color I love.”
Devin smiled.
“I upendo your hair too.”
Becca made another face.
“I want it up. I miss my pigtails.”
“But wewe look so beautiful.”
“So you've said.”
“And so will Tyler.”
Becca stuck her tongue out, but Devin saw the light blush on Becca's cheeks. She was obviously pleased kwa the comment.
“Let me fix your dress.”
Devin stood still while Becca played around with the white dress she wore. The dress was simple, the single skirt, upindo folding in layers. Her hair was down and long. A white maua, ua was behind one ear.
“There. Now it's not funky looking. Not that Fang would mind au even see.”
Devin smiled at Becca's reflection in the mirror. There was a knock on the door and Dick entered the room. Becca walked out at Devin's nod; brother and sister needed a chat.
“Wow. Dev. wewe look amazing.”
Devin beamed at him and he slipped his shades on.
“Too bright!”
Devin laughed and Dick smiled, coming over to hug her.
“How wewe feeling?”
“Ecstatic! Happy! Overjoyed!”
“Good! How's Becca?”
“Ready to go and impress Tyler!”
“Good for her.”
“Why do wewe ask? wewe never talk about her?”
“I had the feeling I had to. So...you're ready?”
“As ever!”
“Okay. I'll let them know.”
“No need,” Becca interrupted. “They're ready.”
Devin nodded, excited. Becca gave her a smile before moving to her place. Dick held out his arm and Devin took it.
“Ready?”
“Have been since the first kiss.”
She stared into his eyes as he repeated the words. Despite how often they were used, Fang alisema them with a passion that made Devin smile zaidi than anything else ever had. She repeated the same words. They looked deeply into each others eyes, half listening to what was being alisema and half dreaming of the future. It didn't seem long before Fang slipped the ring on her finger, looking into her eyes and saying every word like a passionate promise. When she slid the ring onto his finger, she alisema the same words, speaking with upendo and her moyo in her eyes.
And then, quick as that, it was over. Fang leaned over, placing a passionate kiss to her lips. She kissed him back and the feeling almost wiped out the sounds of cheering. Becca and Dawson smiled at each other. Becca mouthed “finally” and Dawson nodded his head several times. Then Becca and Dawson went to stand at the microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen!” Becca started.
“We are happy to-finally-present to you...”
They smiled and alisema the last phrase in unison.
“Mr. and Mrs. Brendan 'Fang' Adams!”
BTW: For those who DON'T know, Dawson is Ryu the ninja boy!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did wewe do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started uandishi his Marafiki name on the wall. They begged wewe not to go into this. wewe knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged wewe gods sake. I don't get why wewe did it...but I guess wewe made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, wewe felt it was your place, to take that spot. But wewe brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only wewe could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put wewe through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did wewe do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started uandishi his Marafiki name on the wall. They begged wewe not to go into this. wewe knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged wewe gods sake. I don't get why wewe did it...but I guess wewe made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, wewe felt it was your place, to take that spot. But wewe brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only wewe could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put wewe through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help au is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed kwa her father and she was abused kwa her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found kwa flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope wewe like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)